"It's too hot, and my stomach will be uncomfortable."

"Pizza?"

"I ate it yesterday."

Monica took her phone and threw it into her own bag. "If you don't eat with me today, I'll throw this into the toilet."

Penelope, "..."

She had no choice but to surrender.

She would have to remember Warren's phone number by heart.

"Let's go, sushi." Penelope reached out to her shoulders and walked outside. She opened the door and waved to Susan, "See you tomorrow."

Susan smiled. "See you."

****

Half a month later, Warren didn't come to pick her up. Even Asher, who had been working in Egypt, was back in London. His grandfather...